In the quiet solitude of my cramped apartment, the weight of two decades pressed on me like an invisible storm. The peeling paint on the walls and the faint hum of the air conditioning did little to distract from the gnawing ache that had grown in my chest over the years. For twenty years, I had lived in service to my family, placing their happiness above my own, assuming every promise, every excuse, every lie, was truth. I had believed love would always be reciprocal, that loyalty would be met with…
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